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viking orics give bearing glare t'
'ther o' same, or 'bout, age as he.
bull's maw fails t' o'pen yet a smug smirk
is set 'pon velvets.
boa arhes an' prance resumes.
thorns prick an' threads hark.
trumpet sounds fro' deep within' vocals,
callin' this one t' his death.
but this is a mere prep-up fo' the real battle t' come.
crania bolts heaven-ward an' hammers pound
terra in mighty explotion o' power.
ribbons cloak out 'hind he an' intent
listeners flick back in heat o' pace.
charger glides t'ward 'ther as if on wings o' raven.
hammers beat terra mercilessly as
titan harks frame an' ivories bare down
'pon 'ther, aiming for vital nape.
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